Lewis Man, by Peter May caught my eye on a display in the Abingdon library. I am reading a longish biography of three historical characters, and a book about English Wildlife, so I thought, “Ah, an easy, quick, undemanding read.”
I had never read anything by this author as far as I remember; I’ve only been logging my reading for a year and a half here (and now on Goodreads too, but without comments) after having a three years list on a doc. that was only on a hard drive that died.
Peter May is good. How did I miss him! That is one of the joys of serendipitous browsing among paper books in libraries or local bookshops: we have a lovely one here called “Mostly Books” which also has a book blog.
Anyway. After reading this I almost feel as if I had been to the “storm-lashed island three hours off the north-west coast of Scotland.” As Peter May has been a screenwriter and worked in T.V. I would not have expected this mastery of descriptive writing. The complex mystery plot is filled with credible characters- the old mystery figure central to the story will linger in my memory and even make me more sympathetic to the frail and senile: old,old people who have lived strange or adventurous lives we will never know.
I feel as though this book, like many others I have read was a gift from the author and from the library. Match that Amazon books!